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The Inner Circle Crushing on Someone from a Different Background -- Part One

this request comes from anon, who asks: 'Head canons for the main dragon age squard (if you feel up to it of course!!!!) About them crushing on someone from a different background (example: cullen and someone rich)'

I ended up splitting this up because I got carried away... my bad. If you want any of these to be revisited or you want me to go into more detail, feel free to shoot me another ask! The same can be said you want DA characters from different games. I ended up omitting the portion of the post with Solas, Varric, and Vivienne for various reasons, but if anyone wants to see those: please send me an ask and i'll try my best to get to it.

Part One (Blackwall, Cassandra, Cole) Part Two (Cullen, Dorian, The Iron Bull) Part Three (Josephine, Leliana, Sera)

BLACKWALL:

Blackwall is a good example of “you can’t teach an old dog new tricks”. Or that’s what he thinks at least. Despite his efforts to join in on the group atmosphere in the Inner Circle of Inquisition, I think he sticks to what he knows best: being on his own.

In the instance of meeting his opposite, I don’t think it’s necessarily someone from a different social or economic standing (although that could be true as well). In this case, Blackwall meets someone who is the embodiment of community. Someone who truly believes that being around like-minded individuals brings out the best in everyone–someone who believes in second chances and inclusion. Said someone would also be less militant than Blackwall, likely having grown up in a community or place that didn’t require them to be fighting at every chance.

When Blackwall begins to catch feelings, he thinks it’s a pipe dream. To him, it’s unreasonable that someone like him–a liar, stuck in self-imposed exile–would be deserving of someone so open minded and forgiving. He shoves every thought he has away, resorting to isolating himself more. He doesn’t want to ruin anything else.

His crush, being someone that believes in inclusion, would refuse to leave Blackwall out (even not knowing the circumstances of his isolation). They would pull him right back into the fray of the Inner Circle and whatever shenanigans they get into in between quests. Their insistence on including Blackwall makes him believe that he really might have a chance after all.

CASSANDRA:

Cassandra has an interesting relationship with her social status. She’s technically in line for the Nevarran throne, but she wanted nothing to do with the nobility. She gave up that claim and gave herself to the Seekers of Truth–but even there she couldn’t remain unremarkable. Cassandra is so good at most everything she does, so she finds standing at the right hand of Divine Justinia.

Cassandra would likely find interest in someone who came from a different station than she did: humble beginnings and no titles. She finds it refreshing. There’s no nonsensical rituals that need to be done every time they speak, and the lack of formality makes her feel like she’s being treated like a real person. For her to even develop feelings in the first place, the object of her affection would need to be able to stand on their own–she likes someone who doesn’t hide behind orders, organizations, and titles.

When Cassandra meets anyone at all, she doesn’t dare bring up her family name. This is especially the case with someone who catches her interest–and especially if they have nothing to do with the nobility at all. Cassandra wants to be perceived for herself and her skills, rather than the family that has come before her. Not to mention, getting Cassandra to talk about her family history takes a considerable amount of trust.

It takes months of traveling together for Cassandra to begin to let her walls down. When she sees that this person she might have feelings for can be their own person, fights for what they believe in, and stands up against the unjust, she starts to let her own walls down. Sharing her past, her family and her titles is the next step for her–it’s probably the best sign of trust you could get from her. That trust is enough for her to see her crush in a serious light–that this is someone who understands her for who she is, rather than where she came from.

COLE:

Cole’s origins are so different from the rest of the Inner Circle, having been the amalgamation of a spirit and a human boy. He doesn’t really remember the life that preceded him joining the Inquisition, and his days are shaped by the people that he’s helped rather than the things that happened. Everything about him is rough around the edges since he was never taught much of anything.

When Cole meets his crush, many of the Inner Circle think it’s a disaster waiting to happen–of course he decided to fall for someone with a very prestigious upbringing. They have a noble background and were always taught to be on their best behavior. Even around their friends, they’re formal and use proper titles. It takes a while for it to begin to wear off (only after Varric has insisted that it’s okay that they use first names).

Cole is immediately attracted to them. He doesn’t entirely understand the formalities, but the way that they speak to him on the same level as they do everyone else makes him feel special. That’s how it begins; He enjoys being treated with respect. They’ll even call him “Ser Cole” even though he doesn’t have a real title. And to them, Cole’s interest in everything is adorable. It’s so different from all the possible matches in the nobility. They often turn their noses up at everything, but Cole seems to find joy in even the smallest things.

The relationship begins smoothly. Most of the Inner Circle thinks it’s sweet, so there’s little objection. It’s likely the family of Cole’s love that objects. When they meet, Cole is immediately overwhelmed–all the unspoken rules that are going over his head, and the copious feelings he’s hearing all at once. The evening is a disaster, likely culminating in a family member saying something heinous to Cole. After that Cole begins to think that maybe he’s not worthy of loving someone like them, that it’d be easier to give it up just so he’d never have to do that again. Yet, his love finds meaning in the smaller things, and they’re willing to give up everything they grew up with if it means getting to stay with Cole.

PART ONE | PART TWO | PART THREE

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Cassandra (Cassandra Pentaghast/Divine Victioria x GN!Reader)

Pairing: Cassandra Pentaghast/Divine Victoria x Gender Neutral Human/Elf Reader Rating: Explicit Words: 970 POV: Second Summary: To Thedas, she is Divine Victoria and people look towards her for answers. To you, she is Cassandra and you look towards her with love. Note: Woooo first day of kinktober! And also the first female character on this blog. See my kinktober 2022 masterlist here. Reader’s genitals are not mentioned at all and reader could be the inquisitor or not. Tags: pegging, fluff and smut, with a little bit of angst, fingering, nicknames and face sitting

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Confession: Cassandra pegging me while I’m eating out Josephine and Leliana is watching…

#leliana #cassandra #josephine

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Confession: I want Cassandra and Leliana to pass me between them until I'm entirely boneless and unable to come as Alistair watches (collared). Once they're done, he can lick the cum from my broken cunt. He'd look so pretty and desperate doing it.

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Confession: Please god when is Cassandra gonna hold my hips down and eat me out till I sublimate???

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what about winter king x summer queen reader?

here’s a scenario fionna and cake and the ice scouts are in the middle of fighting the candy people until reader breaks in fist blazing and ready to kick candy queen’s butt, like she’s super mad and saves winter and simon

Hey, sorry for taking so long! I've had a lot going on (covid and exams mostly), and I wasn't sure how I wanted to end this one. I think I'll do a follow-up fic as well since I liked this one a lot.

Warnings: Insecure reader, unreliable narrator/reader, death/murder mentions

Wordcount: 1865

You sighed, feeling the cool water lightly splash against your skin and the heat from the pool floatie burn beneath you as you moved your arm. You closed your eyes and fully immersed yourself in this feeling. You always had this luxury, but for some reason, you felt like savoring it today.

Your servant cut through the water before stopping right beside you. It held out a glass of tea, and you took it and lightly held the top of the glass to the side, unafraid of whether the salty water would mix with it.

What you really craved at the moment was to skate around the kingdom of the Winter King, your fiancé. You loved the heat of your kingdom, but the Winter Kingdom was so enticing. The feeling of Simon’s cold hands touching your cheeks or hand or holding you close made you shiver almost every time. Not to mention, encasing yourself in snow and ice instantly relaxed you, no matter what.

You took a few sips of your tea as you drew yourself back to reality. You couldn’t be with him right now. He found travelers who desperately needed his help, and you could ruin everything by accidentally melting things. You eagerly agreed at the time. It wasn’t unreasonable for him to ask that of you. Just a few months before, you asked him to stay away from the fire people who came to you for help. It was hypocritical to now be upset; he has even more control over his power than you do.

Regardless of your reasoning, your stomach hurt. You called out to your faithful servant, “Nessie?”

She made a small hum as she swam back to you.

“Be honest.” You held the glass in both hands and tapped the glass before dropping it to the side. “Should I have told Simon to stay home when I helped those fire people?”

She caught the glass with her tail. “You know my answer, my lady.”

“I know, but I want to hear it again.” Your cheeks ran hot at that confession.

She held in a smile. “I think it was the right thing to do. He could have hurt them since he gets so excited. Just a little bit of snow, and swish, they’re gone. Snuffed out.”

“Thanks, Nessie.”

“Any time, my lady.”

You called back again, “Wait.” She stopped, and you continued, “Why do I feel so awful about having to stay here while he helps someone, then?”

“I think you’re worried about him. You don’t know anything about his visitors. May even be jealous.” You shot a glare, and her expression softened. “I’m sure he felt the same way.”

You began to relax again. “Thanks again. I'm sorry.”

“Don’t be. It’s what I’m here for.”

You sighed and slunk back into your floatie. Nessie was completely right. You just didn’t want anything to happen to him, and being able to pinpoint what you were feeling took a weight off of your shoulders.

You closed your eyes again, only to hear faint quacking in the distance. A penguin slid to the edge of the pool, quacking frantically. You sprung up, falling off your floatie. You didn’t understand the penguins like the Winter King, but it was obviously distressed. Something was wrong.

You swam to the edge and climbed over, grabbing your dress off its lounge chair. You took a deep breath and heated your body, allowing the droplets on your skin to evaporate.

Nessie ran over to you with your sword. “I know you’re worried about him, but be careful.”

“Thanks.” You took your sword by the hilt before calling for your huge swan. “Send the penguin home for me.”

You weren't hopeful since you already knew what happened. The Candy Queen kidnapped Simon like she did every week. You rushed to the Candy Kingdom on your swan, flying just above the cotton candy trees. The thought of him standing in his gummy cell, listening to the Candy Queen’s newest attempt to serenade him made your blood boil.

You used to sympathize with her. She had to be so lonely and sad to repeatedly kidnap another person’s partner. Simon insisted she was only crazy. A freak accident melted parts of her brain, leading her to spend the next hundred years chasing after a man who didn’t love her.

You didn’t believe him at first, but your sympathy slowly dwindled as you were forced to save him over and over. You could swear that he allowed her to capture him sometimes. He could fight, and so could his many masterfully-crafted ice scouts, yet she still always managed to catch him off-guard somehow. You gripped the reigns, only to almost drop them when the swan honked softly.

You shook your head, trying to ground yourself back to reality. Simon gets so involved in whatever he’s doing, so getting kidnapped while helping travelers seems right. He’s just unlucky. Or maybe he’s lucky to have you around to save him.

Soon enough, you made it to the gates of the Candy Kingdom. You commanded your Swan to stay and burst inside, melting any of the candy minions who came near you. You rushed up the steps of the nearest tower, the sugary stairs sticking to your heels.

You reached the top floor where the Candy Queen normally kept Simon, only to find it empty. You assumed she took him on a “date,” only to turn to your right, finding a huge room you had never seen before. You watched as the Candy Queen led Simon and another man to the top of a giant mixer.

Simon called out to you and the mixer's whirring echoed as you ran through the room and up the stairs, passing more candy minions and the ice scouts. You made it to the top and called out to the Candy Queen.

She turned, dropping the two men on the ground. “It’s you! You need to stay away from my husband, lady!”

You charged towards her, missing your swing. “No, you get away from him, you hag!”

She dodged your next swing. “You know, he doesn’t think I’m a hag.”

“No, no,” Simon yelled out, “You’re a hag. Definitely.”

She stopped to wink. “He’s just playing hard to get.”

While she posed, you hit the back of her head with the hilt of your sword, and she fell to the edge of the mixer. You glared at her with your sword still in your hands. You could kill her and be done with all of this. You knew it wasn’t right, and Simon had begged you in the past to not let your anger and jealousy come over you.

But she went too far today. She tried to kill him by throwing him into a flipping blender. She was more than just a sad old hag or an inconvenience. She was dangerous.

You clutched your sword with both hands, only for Simon rushed in front of you to grab you by your cheeks, pulling you into a kiss. The cold encased you, and you instantly relaxed as you cooled. You dropped your sword, hearing it clank against the ground as you put your arms around him.

He held you like this for a while, only to pull away as you clung to his suit jacket. He smiled at you warmly and held your hands.

“Thank you, my queen,” He spoke loudly and held his arm out, almost like he was making an announcement, “You’ve once again saved us from the jaws of death.”

You nearly choked on your breath, amazed by his charm as you always were. “I can’t believe she tried to kill you.”

“Maybe the wedding announcement got to her.”

“I swear if she tries that again, I’ll kill her.”

“Well, don’t kill her. Please. Anything we do to her, she’ll just come back worse.” His face lightened. “But you saved us, my fair lady!”

“Is she going to be okay?” A voice came from behind you. You turned to the source to see a man with glasses. Were you crazy or was he eerily similar to Simon? They were so different. If you described both of them, they would sound so different, but when you looked at him, you also saw Simon, just without the long nose and blue skin.

“Ah, my lady, this is another version of me.” Simon put his arm around you, placing his hand on your shoulder, and you relaxed from tension you didn’t notice until then. “Simon, this is my fiancé, the Summer Queen.”

You took a small bow. “Nice to meet you.” The other Simon returned the greeting.

You watched a girl and a cat walk up the steps, and you reached to the floor for your sword, only for the Winter King to grab your hand again. “No, no, they’re with the other me.”

You blushed. This castle kept you on edge. You never knew who could arrive and take Simon—your Simon— away from you again, especially now that the Candy Queen had shown her new intentions.

You started to heat up again. Why couldn’t she just leave him alone? She wasn’t awful; there were crazier people in Ooo. She could easily find someone else, but no, your fiancé was too amazing.

“I think it’s time to go.” Your Simon picked you up in one fell swoop, and he laid a trail of kisses on your neck. His cold lips tickled your neck, sending shivers down your spine. You laughed softly and moved your head away from him, exposing your neck even more.

You looked over at the other Simon, who seemed almost jealous. The Winter King gently put you down, and you continued to make eye contact with him until he abruptly broke said eye contact. If there’s another Simon, maybe there’s another you. Could he be missing that other you?

The Winter King leaned down beside you. “Don’t mind him, Snowflake. He’s just sad.” You covered your mouth and tried not to laugh. How could he talk about himself like that?

You grabbed his tie, pulling and keeping him at your level. “Why is he sad?”

“He’s so lonely, dear, and not to mention he couldn’t break free from the crown.” He held your hand that gripped the tie as your loosened your grip. “He won’t be sad for long. I’m making him a new crown, and he’ll get better.”

You listened to the silence for a moment. The other Simon wasn’t very far from you. “I think you need to whisper.”

“Oh, don’t worry. I’m sure he understands. We can’t have you in the dark, can we?”

“No, I get that, but- You didn’t have to tell me this here. You could have waited.”

“Nonsense, it’s fine.” He straightened back up. “I think we just need to get you out of here. You’re so on-edge.”

You agreed and let the entire group ride back to the Winter Kingdom on your swan, careful not to let the other Simon fly off the back. You let the group off in the new hole in the Winter King’s lab. You held your Simon close for a moment before heading home

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Ideal type of SO for each courtier? What kind of person do you think would fit them well?

OOH such a good ask yes ofc!!

Valerius🍷: okay okay I think he would definitely want someone patient because he's kind of a snob bitch (affectionately).

I think his type personality wise would be, like, someone that's kind and caring, because those are things he values in a partner.

(despite him literally being, like, a demon thing)

I think he would kind of want someone who's enthusiastic about things so that he and then can experience things together.

Also he would definitely want someone who's not used to being spoiled so that he can spoil them.

I think that like someone who's patient but also sassy or like not afraid to talk some sense into him sometimes, cause, as I said before, he can be a snob little bitch (affectionately guys I love him).

Vlastomil🐛:

Omg his type is definitely a quiet person, or, like a bookworm.

He enjoys quiet things like tea and books and would prefer if his partner shared part of his interests or something similar.

But ofc ofc he's not a picky man so he's not going to run up his nose at anyone who's not his exact type because he's a gentleman, obviously.

Speaking of gentleman, he'd like someone romantic or kind of old fashioned maybe because that's also how he is.

I think someone who's on the more introverted side would be a better match for him, since he's a more extroverted person so it would kind of balance him and his partner out.

Oh and he'd also probably like a partner that's some form of passionate about something especially if it's something artistic because he loves passion.

Valdemar💉:

They'd like to have a kind and honest partner because those two things are very important to them, especially the honest bit.

They'd also want some loyal, because that's also a trait that matters to them.

They'd also prefer someone that either likes their morbid interests or at least tolerates them, but ideally someone who cares enough for them to listen to hours of their scientific theory rants.

They also have a thing for spoiling their partners they can't resist it so they'd definitely like a partner who they can spoil a lot.

I think their ideal significant other is definitely someone kind/honest which are some of the traits that they'd want their partner to have

Volta🍰:

Her type I think is someone that's artistic because she loves art and probably outgoing, too.

Her ideal partner is also probably a very extroverted person because she's like to take her partner out on lots of dates.

She's also the type of person to be more attracted to very giving/generous people, or just very kind people in general.

She LOVES talkative people because she'll either happily listen or talk and talk with them, which she likes to do as a bonding thing.

I think her ideal match would be a kind and caring person, as she is very caring and thoughtful herself.

Vulgora⚔️:

They would definitely LOVE a talkative partner.

They think it's so adorable when their partner goes on and on about something or just in general talks to them a lot.

And they would for sure like a partner that's very sweet and/or verbally affectionate towards them or just people in general because something about that makes them feel all fuzzy and nice.

I think that they would go best with a talkative partner like their type is and probably also someone that's some form of passionate because Vulgora thinks that passionate is one of the KEY things to a relationship.

❀

#valdemar #val

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